As Hawke shook his head the story was soon finished.
"My men at the marble house tell me that a strange young man arrived at ten o'clock.

He was admitted by Simpson, the private man of Johnstone Sahib.

The Swiss woman talked with him alone a half hour in the library, and then Johnstone's daughter came down there, but only for a few moments.

My men watched him writing and reading papers in the library; then they all went away." "That is all.

I slipped into the house when Simpson went away next day.
He often goes out to drink secretly, and he has a pretty Eurasian friend or two, besides, down in the quarter." Ram Lal winked significantly.